October 1, 2012

This is part of a larger piece, I will continue posting for this work as time goes on. Thanks for reading!

I couldn’t find him today in the threads 

of my sweater or in the holes between my 

thighs. I thought he might be hiding 

under my pores waiting to seep out 

of my skin with pus and blood so he could leave 

that red spot that doesn’t go away no 

matter how hard I scrub it. I could peel off 

my skin and look under my breasts and 

find his frame curled up in the space 

between my lungs and the squishing and sloshing 

of my heart beating too slow. There is so much blood 

and carbon dioxide rushing into the holes in 

my brain that I made when I tried to snag his 

face out of there with my fishing hook and a 

stick I found in my backyard. Just wait until I 

fall still on the floor and he crawls out 

from under my right toenail and scuttles away and 

I’ll be left here with my 

swollen head and bleach on my breath.

Reviews

[Perkele.7885]

What iis this creature" A blood sucking leech of some sort?

[Penelope Voljeti]

I included a lot of grotesque imagery to represent the way it feels when someone leaves you. It can be interpreted any way that suits your fancy, though :) Thanks so much for reading!

[Perkele.7885]

My first wife was one of those things. All she had to do was ask, I would have given her the material goods just to be rid of her carcass but, she felt the need to suck the blood out of me because the courts had not protected me against it.

[Penelope Voljeti]

Yeah, some people just have that horrid talent.

[Melliflower]

Oh my lord, from the very beginning of the piece, the imagery in this piece is is so catching and.. i'm honestly speechless. This is such a wonderful piece, hold on to it forever!

[Penelope Voljeti]

Thank you so much for this review! I'll take your advice :)